Skirt: Prodigal Daughter
In January when I posted about my first wax print skirt I mentioned that I’d bought a second skirt from Canberra-based company Prodigal Daughter. Well, here it is! Like the gorgeous full midi skirt that I bought previously from Anna Devine it’s a riot of bright colours and good quality cotton fabric.
This skirt is fully lined in cotton, giving it a bit more structure than the average pencil skirt. The size 16 that I bought is a snug fit, but there’s a slit at the back that makes it fine for striding about in.
I’m still struggling a bit with what to wear with my wax-print skirts. I don’t have a lot of plain coloured tops, and I’m not really confident enough in my pattern-matching skills to teams prints with prints. I decided to team this with my old gold polkadot tee from Gorman, and a navy tie-front cardigan from Katies.
The skirt is waistband-less, and pocket-less, with a sleek invisible zipper installed at the back. The minimalism suits the bold print, which is mirrored on the rear too.
It’s a great, bright piece that will inject a bit of colour into a grey day as the weather cools in Melbourne.
Top: Michy Lou
Shoes: Chie Mihara
Boy oh boy, where did the last fortnight go? I’m sorry to be so absent – not even replying to comments or anything. All cylinders in my Real Life™ are firing at the moment, and the blog’s falling a little behind as a result. It’s a good thing – it’s a happy-making thing – but it does mean that I have less time for writing!
It’s been a whirlwind of a month so far; I’ve been jetting all over the country doing staff appraisals, my parents have been to stay, and I’ve had a lot on over the weekends too. It’s been a good end to the year, if an abrupt one. We’re – oh God – just over a month from Christmas, and I’m feeling spectacularly unprepared. Gone are my carefully planned present-buying spreadsheets. my tree, my stash of wrapping paper. I’m flying by the seat of my pants this year. I’ve been to a few of the pre-Christmas markets (and true to form have managed to find more for myself than for other people)
I was in Canberra for a wedding a month or so ago, and while I was my sister and I visited the (outstanding!) Canberra Handmade market. While we were browsing I spotted this lovely brooch taken from a cast of a gum leaf and a pair of gumnuts, and I loved it so much Mae bought it for me as an early Christmas present. I’m preeeetty sure it came from Ricardo Pewter.
When I was a kid I used to think that the Australian wildlife was so desperate looking. I craved rolling green hills, hedgerows, fields of bluebells, and I couldn’t understand my Mum’s affinity for our straggly, dry, native flora. As an adult though I love it. I love the scent of eucalyptus, the particular olives and golds of the Australian landscape, trees with resilient leaves, secretive blossoms, and rugged seed pods and nuts that need the kiss of bushfire just to fruit.